The Need In Me

The Need In Me By M. Griswold 07022020 There's a need in me for my love to feed. Someone who cares and take it's seed. Then to return unto this lonely soul. The love I desire to desperately know. A heart that will accept without question. That which is me with true loves affection. Another spirit that yearns for my essence. To share always in loves lasting presence. Many games have been played with this heart. Where love has been shattered, broken apart. Ripped from it's depths for unfeeling pleasures. By those wishing to steal of it's hidden treasures. This need in me won't be quenched by games. For I desire a love with everlasting hot flames. Of a passion that lives and is returned in true. One that can only be honestly enriched by two. Two giving all within a love deep and rich. With a desire that's passionately wholly stitched. Taking away fully this feeling of a need in me. For it never to return in it's saddened sincerity.